Broadcasted to Death: My Mother’s Final Livestream

My mother was a famous mommy blogger with tens of millions of followers. I was her ultimate cash cow.

Every detail of my life had been broadcast across social media without an ounce of privacy, purely for engagement and views.

She once giggled while livestreaming the day I got my first period:

"Look at that, everyone! My little angel is growing up. Who wants to know which brand of pads she's using?"

She read a love note written to me by a classmate aloud to millions of strangers online:

"Thinking about romance at such a young age? No dinner for you tonight."